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- "I wonder if I could forge you again and again for Exp?" I said, marvelling at my new sword. It was Crocea Mors in everything but history, and yet again I'd forged it to the identical weight, balance, and length, an impossible task for anyone who wasn't a Blacksmith like me. It meant I wouldn't have to adapt or get used to it, and also that no one would realise I'd changed my sword at all. In every way that mattered it looked identical, except that a keen eye might have noticed the unusual blue sheen to its edge whenever the light caught it just right.
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